Every holiday season, Butterball Turkey Corporation opens their 'hotline' for calls, concerns, and culinary urgencies.  This is an actual account of one such call and the chaos that followed.  The operator works as a full time nurse who volunteers...

     In keeping with celestial charms you took my hand, then arm in arm we feathered fathoms high above into the clouds where we made love.   The angels blushed and gathered round as nude and wet, you laid me down on floating cotton fluffs of mist that...

"You should have told me what you needed, Meg."Sam's rummaging through his present, a new Vetelli leather toiletry case. He examines the straps and buckles. I've fortified the contents with all sorts of goodies; a Bevel shave kit complete...

    I'm sipping Jimmy BeamI see you walking inYou're filling out those jeansthe way that God intends I follow close behindI'm smelling your cologneYou've got my devil mindjust praying you're alone  Make it rain!  Make it rainwhere the sun don't shineBaby, pelt...

 I am giftedto your darkness pale in the star shadow galaxywith comet speedI fizzle.lightless stone,you and your universe carry meweightlesssoundlessmotionlessdraped in your planetary armsyour Saturn ringsyour angelic cosmic haloHeaven's ambassador.This Warthese blistering meteorsthese molten tears...shall I ever feel anythingbut heat?.how...

 I close the door and settle in -"Bless me father; I have sinned.".A small partition slides awaythrough which the lattice shadowplayreveals your jawline silhouette;a pair of lips I shan't forget.."How long, my child, since you've confessed?"My heart is pounding...

*** My princess knows her carriage waits outside with Cinderella plates, but from the limo's tinted glass I see her figure swirling past the castle window, arm in arm with dark and handsome, Mister Charm. . Her dress, like spangled ocean spray, invites his swimming hands to play across...

 I know where beauty's secrets lie.We dance to whispers in her bed.Dismiss, resist the fears that Imight be misled..I know where beauty's secrets flywith fairy wings around my head.And in the sky, we wave goodbyeslike newlyweds..I know why beauty's...

ΩIs it any wonder how writers,even so young-their faces tight and bright with sun,their eyes agleam-how yet they still succumbto emptiness?their faucets dripping dryan empty skyno air; nowhere to runno thoughts to dream?·Then let the bullets flylet blades invade...

ℑby now, youare aloft, soaring throughwhispering clouds as i tendto your memoryyour scentmy stained and matted sheetsfilaments of hair, the toothbrushi keep for you.your towel, i press to myface, as visions returnabruptlymirrored imagesof you behind methrusting, thrusting, thrusting.by now,...